Sister, you miss me

Niu Zhijie arrogantly came to Yang Feng, looked up and down, and said, "Brother Feng, right? This is not over. The future will be long. Don't forget that there are gods in your head, and you should do less ethical things."

"Believe it or not, I cut you!" Zhu Rongrong widened his eyes and was stopped by Yang Feng. He shook his head: "Lawyer Niu, after listening to you, I feel very sad. As a person who defends justice and the dignity of the law, you actually Believe in gods and turn to gods for help. If there were gods in this world, would there be so many bad people?"

"I..." Niu Zhijie was speechless, speechless, and he, who has always been known for his sharp words, was crippled again and again today.

"Go away, go as far as you can go!" Zhu Rongrong pointed to Niu Zhijie, "Otherwise, Zhu Rongrong doesn't care if you are a lawyer or a prosecutor, huh!"

Niu Zhijie swallowed and spit, turned his head and left. Of course, he exchanged glances with Jiao Qiusheng who was oncoming.

Yang Feng looked at Niu Zhijie's back, winked at Gao Xiaobao, and Gao Xiaobao nodded, indicating that he had received it.

From a distance, Jiao Qiusheng stretched out his hand with a sincere face: "Xiao Feng, I really sympathize with you, and I was accused of this. As the so-called socks have bottoms, people's hearts are bottomless, so don't take it too seriously."

Yang Feng smiled and nodded slightly.

Jiao Qiusheng continued: "Today, Xiaofeng, your performance really made me admire. You are not chaotic when you are in danger, your thinking is clear, and you are quite general. As expected, Brother Xiong did not misunderstand the wrong person."

"Jiao is always a senior, you have a reputation."

"Where is it!" Jiao Qiusheng shook his hand and shook his head: "After the family members of the deceased are asking themselves for their lack of interest, they should stop."

Yang Feng cast his eyes to the direction where Lu Qingqiu disappeared at the door: "It was a mother and daughter who depended on each other for fate, but now it is a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, she is also very pitiful!"

"Xiaofeng, you...how do you deserve sympathy for this kind of person? How much have you done for Lu Xiaoyun? Hey, repay your grievances with virtue. I really convinced you today."

Yang Feng smiled faintly and drew his hand out: "Mr Jiao, let's not pass it this way."

"Okay, go out together."

Several people walked out at the same time. Zhu Rongrong answered a phone call, his face changed, and he pulled Yang Feng aside and whispered: "Brother, many media tabloid reporters have come outside. They have blocked the door and named them. Interview you."

Yang Feng glanced at Jiao Qiusheng a few steps away, disapproving: "Oh, when did I become a public figure?"

Zhu Rongrong said anxiously, "Hey, my big brother, you are still in the mood to make a joke at this time. How can the current media tabloids be responsible for their performance? They are called interviews, but in fact, no matter what you say, they will use the topic to make an infinite. Zoom in, and even the ignorant public will believe it."

After Zhu Rongrong finished speaking, Yang Feng couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and then smiled: "Let Changmao and Wei Suo block people."

This time it was Zhu Rongrong's turn to be dumbfounded. He asked in surprise, "How do you know that Changmao and Weisuo are there?"

"I heard their voices." Yang Feng said lightly.

Looking at Yang Feng's straight back, Zhu Rongrong shook his mobile phone, saying that he hadn't turned on the handsfree just now!Looking at Yang Feng's back again, Zhu Rongrong couldn't help swallowing and spitting. He couldn't see through this little friend who had been playing with pee since childhood.

As a group of people stepped out of the gate of the court, countless people swarmed up, and countless long guns and short cannons were stretched out. Shao Mao and Wei Suo were instructed to arrange for his men to form a human wall. A passage that allows one person to pass.

Facing the microphone poking over from the air, Yang Feng's expression was cold, without squinting, strode down the steps.

Hong Tianjiao, who had been waiting, had already started the Grand Cherokee and opened the side door for Yang Feng.

Seeing all this, Jiao Qiusheng's eyes on the steps were cold, and the stage was so big. His painstaking management system was actually solved by this kid lightly. He bit his back teeth: Yang Feng, the game has just begun. , Let's play slowly.

Yang Feng put his hand on the door handle, and suddenly found a Wuling Hongguang bread roaring, the speed increased without decreasing, the front of the car was hitting him.

Yang Feng instinctively went away, but found a young woman with a baby standing a few meters behind him.

Yang Feng immediately dismissed the idea of ​​dodge, but finally saw the driver's face, it was Zheng Haonan who had disappeared for days.

Zheng Haonan's face is hideous, his eyes are full of madness, the accelerator is stomped to death, and he screams desperately...

At the moment when the front of the car reached the body, Yang Feng curled up and withstood the violent impact with his arms and legs.

With a loud "bang", all the onlookers opened their mouths wide, and their eyes followed Yang Feng's body in a parabolic motion until they landed with a "hum".

Still in the air, Yang Feng felt a little relieved seeing the familiar young woman and baby escaped.

The whole back landed on the ground, and a blast shot out.

Until this time, many people's mouths have not closed.

"Big Brother Yang——"

"Big Brother——"

"brother--"

Hong Tianjiao, Gao Xiaobao, and Zhu Rongrong rushed to Yang Feng, and the young woman with tears in her arms in her arms. She was a daughter-in-law who was often inspected. She was holding a small stone in her arms. She was just about to say hello to Yang Feng. of.

Only Bai Xiaoyan could see that Yang Feng had already made evasive actions, and had given up because of their mother and son.

Such a thrilling scene made the media like a treasure, and they once again flocked to the fallen Yang Feng like stinking flies.

Jiao Qiusheng never dreamed that Zheng Haonan would fall from the sky. With such a fierce way of ultimate hatred, he was really happy to see it happen, his mouth was cocked, smile lines appeared, and his arms continued to watch the show.

Wuling Hongguang Bread stopped seven or eight meters away. As soon as the side door opened, he jumped off a ruthless driver wearing sunglasses and a ponytail. He pointed the May Fourth gunpoint at Yang Feng without hesitation.

At this moment, several people surrounded Yang Feng with their backs facing Zheng Haonan. Only Yang Feng saw Zheng Haonan's actions. Yang Feng knew that Zheng Haonan, a frantic fellow, didn't want to live anymore. He wouldn't mind dying and pulling a few. Cushioned.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Yang Feng stood up abruptly, and took Hong Tianjiao, Gao Xiaobao, Zhu Rongrong and others behind him.

At the same time, gunfire rang.

Bang...

Zheng Haonan fired three shots in one breath, all at the position of Yang Feng's chest. With each shot, Yang Feng took a step back, and the blood line at the corner of his lips became thicker.

After the three shots, Yang Feng sat down on the ground and coughed up a large mouthful of blood before he raised his finger to the shooter with difficulty: "Zheng Hao..."

Only then did the onlookers and the media panic and disperse.

"Go to hell!" Zheng Haonan yelled and pulled the trigger again.

Hong Tianjiao is well-trained, but at such a close distance, she can't make any response except shouting.

The gunfire sounded again, and a tall figure threw out from the crowd. He had blond hair and faint blue eyes. At the moment of his death, he stood in front of Yang Feng and withstood five shots with his back.

Bang bang--

With the sound of gunfire, Yang Feng watched the tall figure in front of him vomiting blood, plopped, and knelt in front of him.

Zheng Haonan shot out all the bullets in one breath, laughed, and just about to "express a testimonial", a warhead shot in from the side of his head, he turned his head in disbelief, and the gun was a heroic police flower.

Zheng Haonan felt that vitality was fading rapidly, and there was only one thing that comforted him, that is, he had successfully killed Yang Feng.

However, just as his body was shaky and his consciousness gradually blurred, he found in horror that Yang Feng sat up and unbuttoned the cotton jacket, revealing the beige bulletproof vest inside.

Zheng Haonan raised his head and ejected a bloody arrow, and his tall body fell to the ground, his eyes violently opened, and he couldn't squint.

Seeing everything, Jiao Qiusheng felt a pain in his head. Yang Feng wouldn't die like this. This kid's life was too hard, but Jiao Qiusheng couldn't understand it anyway. How could Yang Feng not know the prophet and wear a bulletproof vest?

It was Hao Liang who shot the headshot. She came in time.

The police quickly took control of the scene, and Yang Feng picked up the dying blond foreign man, his eyes were red and cried, "Dracula--"

"Xiao Feng, how are you?"

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Big Brother Yang, are you all right!"

"Yang Feng, you..."

Countless mouths were asking Yang Feng, Yang Feng shouted and interrupted: "I'm fine, call an ambulance!"

Yang Feng was also concerned and confused. He actually forgot to probe Dracula's pulse and understand Dracula's physical condition, but just looked at him with a concerned look.

At this moment, Yang Feng had no doubts about Dracula. He was really entrusted by his grandfather to find himself, and he wanted to bring him back to his grandfather safe and sound. For this, he did not hesitate to pay the price of his life.

At this moment, Dracula won Yang Feng's respect and even a little bit of family affection.

"Dracula, the ambulance will be here soon, you must hold on to me." Yang Feng ordered with red eyes.

Dracula was weak, and grasped Yang Feng's hand: "Xiaofeng, I promised your grandfather to take good care of you and not let you have anything to do. I also promised him to take you over to see him, I..."

"Cheer up, I can save you, as long as you don't die, I can promise you anything."

Dracula's eyes had an extra look: "You...will you follow me to see Lord Brighton?"

"Ken!" Yang Feng nodded tearfully: "But you must promise me and let me survive."

Dracula's face suddenly changed, and he took Yang Feng's hand and sat up, unbuttoning his coat while he was dumbfounded with everyone, revealing the bulletproof vest inside.

Yang Feng's face was full of disbelief: "You..."

Dracula’s eyes were full of sly smiles: “A man, a man, it’s hard to chase after a word.”

Yang Feng suddenly slapped Dracula's back, he yelled with pain, Yang Feng's eyes were full of tears, and he laughed extremely happily.

Suddenly, his smile solidified. In his vision, Xiong Lie was supported by Xiong Wei, staggering, squatting down beside Zheng Haonan, trembling hands and stroking his face, choked up: "Haonan, Dad will take you home. "

The gangster who has been underground for decades in Chunyang is ten years old in an instant.